The school grass said he had no money

"Your previous life was unfortunate."

The other party sent such a line of words.

Yue Shu sat up sideways with his head in his hands, and let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, Yue Shu thinks he can see things very clearly. He knows that liars are the same as those street fortune tellers. This kind of people will not tell others that everything is going well and their fortune is prosperous. On the contrary, once you ask, they will tell you how miserable you are. awful.

Wait until you panic, and then induce you to pay money to avoid disaster. This kind of tactic deceives those old men and women one by one. Unfortunately, this time he deceived the wrong person.

Yue Shu typed: "Tell me, what do I do?"

The system paused for a while, then said, "You were a big star in your previous life."

Yue Shu laughed out loud.

Su Hang, who was facing the bed, gave a dazed "tsk", turned over, and Yue Shu thinned his lips, barely holding back his smile.

Yue Shu replied: "I was so powerful in my previous life, first-tier or eighteenth-tier?"

"First-line, first-line big names."

Yue Shu smiled, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Am I a singer?"

"...No." The system quickly denied: "Your singing is out of tune, not suitable for debut."

"..."

Yue Shu's face turned red, and he suspected that it was an acquaintance who committed the crime, because very few people knew that his singing was out of tune, except for his parents and sisters, there were only a few classmates left.

"Then I'm acting?"

"The acting skills are average, more like a vase."

Yue Shu's eyebrows frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help becoming serious. He sat up and said quickly, "How can you help me recover my memory?"

"As long as you stick to the task, the track of your life will gradually coincide with that of your previous life."

"The more overlaps, the more memories you have."

Yue Shu's brows were slightly astonished, and an uncontrollable surprise surged into his heart. What this person said was inexplicably outrageous, but for some reason, Yue Shu stared at those few lines, unable to move his eyes away.

He suddenly wanted to know more, even though he had never believed in superstitious nonsense like past lives since he was a child.

Yue Shu will participate in the next live broadcast mission.

He told no one.

Chen Haoran didn't have a good mouth, Suhang might laugh at him sarcastically, let alone Ye Jingshuo, every time he mentioned something about the live broadcast, that person would get angry, and he couldn't be coaxed well.

Yue Shu went to the music room in the evening when get out of class was over. Most of the students had gone to the cafeteria. There were a few trainees left in the music room. They were very stylishly dressed. When he saw him enter the room, the laughter immediately stopped, showing a surprised look .

Yue Shu's eyes showed timidity, and he smiled embarrassedly.

Yue Shu had never been in contact with this kind of art students, so he explained his purpose of coming, saying that he wanted to borrow a drum kit for a while.

After a brief daze, several students stood up immediately, invited him into the room very enthusiastically, and even found a classroom for him. The rim of the drum set was shiny, as if it was brand new.

Yue Shu couldn't help but touch it with his hands. The skin of the drum was hard and tough. He stepped on the pedals with both feet, and the drumstick felt in the palm of his hand, neither heavy nor light.

Since his parents passed away in a car accident, Yue Shu has never touched drums for his studies. As time passed, not only others, but even himself forgot that he ever had such a hobby. , as if it was suddenly uncovered, this feeling is a bit subtle.

As soon as he looked up, he looked at the students in the classroom. The group of people surrounded the city in a row, and their eyes were shining with anticipation.

Yue Shu took a deep breath and said awkwardly, "Can I... can I practice for a while?"

Several people dispersed suddenly: "Ah, okay, then I won't bother you..."

After the classroom was empty, Yue Shu took out his mobile phone, tapped it a few times, and opened the live broadcast room.

This is his second live broadcast, and he still doesn't know how to quit.

Yue Shu was a little nervous. The success of the haunted house live broadcast last time was purely due to Ye Jingshuo's creativity. What about this time?Can he get away with it so easily on his own?

The 'system' in the background sent a private message:

Live broadcast task: "Number of people live: 3000."

"Live time: 35 minutes."

Yue Shu stared at the screen this time and saw it almost immediately.

Number of live streamers?Is it the one on the top right?

Yue Shu's face was pressed against the screen, his nostrils were facing the screen at a four-to-five degree angle, his eyes looked smaller, but it was rare to see a double chin.

"Who are you, handsome guy?"

"Isn't that the anchor from last time?"

"Hhh this angle is also very interesting"

"What is the anchor going to broadcast live?"

The number of live broadcasts on the screen increased rapidly. Not only did a large number of barrage messages start to emerge, but also countless airplane rocket gifts jumped out.

Yue Shu saw that the number of people in the upper right corner quickly increased to 700, showing a surprised expression.

……so many people?

Yue Shu's Adam's apple rolled around unconsciously, and his heart pounded uncomfortably. It was different from the last time when he focused all his attention on Ye Jingshuo, so naturally he didn't feel nervous.

But this time when he really faced the camera, Yue Shu felt that every nerve and every cell in his body was tense. Being watched by so many people, his fingertips felt a little cold unconsciously.

His slender knuckles flicked and called out a prepared song, which was also his favorite song since childhood-the theme song of "Slam Dunk".

Yue Shu picked up the drumstick and tried to pick up the drumstick wheel and turn it around. The slender handle was tightly wrapped around the nimble fingers, and after circling it, it fell back to the palm of the hand, as if they were integrated into one body.

The corner of Yue Shu's mouth slowly raised a smile, and his hanging heart seemed to be more at ease. With the first explosive syllable, the drumstick fell, and the solid and dynamic drum sound followed, and the rhythm perfectly matched In every accent and light tone, such as God and man at war.

The screen has been filled with overwhelming bullet screens, occasionally pierced by a rocket, and it is very lively:

"As soon as the prelude came out, it suddenly exploded"

"Powder Liu Ming"

"My little brother can play drums QAQ"

"The anchor will marry me!!!"

……

After the song was over, Yue Shu wiped the sweat from his brow, put the drumsticks aside, and took a look at his phone.

Only 5 minutes have passed since the live broadcast started, and the number of viewers has reached [-].

Yue Shu's eyes widened, Zhenjier was shocked.

How can there be so many people?The number of people was even more exaggerated than last time, he was just beating a drum? ?

Yue Shu swallowed, fiddled with the screen a little at a loss, but found that he still couldn't get out, he pressed and held the button on the fuselage, and quickly shut down.

After turning off the machine, he feels more comfortable and still jumping. He hasn't played in front of so many people for many years. The original immature sense of adventure has been wiped out by the years. In fact, he has secretly longed for it for a long time to play a drum in front of the crowd so heartily.

Yue Shu exhaled, feeling indescribably happy.

There was a chattering exclamation from outside the door, and the art students pushed and shoved, and finally fell in together without holding on to the door.

There was a lot of movement, and Yue Shu was also taken aback. When they met each other, those people were embarrassed, so they had to stand up and look at each other, and applauded sincerely.

A girl explained: "Student, we didn't eavesdrop on purpose, it's just...you are so good at knocking, better than the boys in our major."

"Yeah, I'm still wondering if you are our teacher's son..."

Yue Shu's face became hot, and joy flooded his heart uncontrollably, he had never been praised so much before, "I'm so proud, I'm just a hobby, I practiced for two years when I was young..."

On the way back to the dormitory with his mobile phone, Yue Shu's hands were still a little cold from excitement.

This kind of live broadcast is really good. In fact, college life is three points and one line. Every day, I shuttle between dormitories, cafeterias and classrooms. Occasionally, I have this kind of novel task to stimulate my life and make money. Why not do it?

By the way, money!

Yue Shu hurriedly turned on the phone, opened the background of Kupai to check the balance, and found that the number had been updated again.

Seven thousand two? !

Yue Shu looked at the numbers, his footsteps also stopped, the chilly wind around him penetrated into his neck, Yue Shu didn't feel cold anymore, and there was an indescribable surprise in his heart and eyes.

You made so much money in just 5 minutes? !

Yue Shu patted his cheek and calmed down for a long time before he began to plan how to use the money.

He hasn't been home for more than two months, so he can take advantage of the review week to go back, buy some supplements and gifts, and also go online to pick some gifts for Tongtong. Since Tongtong was born, he, the uncle, has nothing I gave it away, and I don’t know what a four- to five-month-old baby likes...

And Ye Jingshuo.

Yue Shu thinks about his unlucky right hand. Although he has taken care of more than half of it, but after all, the source lies in him. Yue Shu feels that the price of a kiss is indeed a bit high. The fault lies in his impulsive fist...

Yue Shu sighed. At the crossroads, he didn't turn back to the dormitory, but went straight to the large supermarket near the school.

Yue Shu wandered around for a long time, and then searched the Internet for information, bought a box of pure milk, a bag of soy products, and dried shrimps with high calcium content, black sesame seeds, refrigerated cheese...

When Yue Shu checked out, the counter was full of piles, the cashier at the counter hurriedly put the phone aside and began to help him scan the price.

Sweeping and sweeping, she glanced at Yueshu, covered her mouth, and couldn't help laughing.

"??" Yue Shumeng was confused, and looked at no one around, as if smiling at him.

The woman coughed, held back her laughter, and said, "Sorry, but that's it... you're all calcium supplements."

Yue Shu nodded and said, "I have a friend with a broken bone, so I'll fix it for him."

"Really?" The young lady couldn't help laughing again, and said, "I'm sorry, when I saw your supplements, I remembered the anchor I watched. His right hand was broken, and he was still writing live."

"Which anchor?" Yue Shu was suddenly alert and said, "Can I watch it?"

"Okay, no problem."

There were not many people in the store, so the young lady called someone to take her place, walked around the counter, she handed over her mobile phone, and the live broadcast was playing on the screen.

Yue Shu only glanced at it, and fixed his eyes in surprise.

Isn't this the dormitory of their school!

There is only one table and one pair of hands that enter the country, but the right hand in the camera is bulging and covered with plaster.

A few sheets of clean rice paper were spread out on the table, neatly arranged, and several used sheets were stacked on the left side, and the handwriting could not be seen clearly.

Gradually, everyone discovered that the anchor had injured his right hand and was using his left hand to broadcast ink and pen calligraphy.

"Isn't he very talented! Haha..." The young lady was overjoyed, and said, "This anchor is very funny. It turns out that the live broadcasts are full of creativity, and I don't know what he has in his head."

Yue Shu said, "What's his nickname?"

"Huh?" The young lady was stunned for a moment, and said, "Romeshu and Juliet."

Yue Shu said "Hey" in his heart, it really is Ye Jingshuo!

She added: "Although I don't know what Xiao Yezi changed the meaning of the word, but he has been writing this live broadcast..."

Yue Shu was taken aback, "What to write?"

The young lady raised her finger and said, "Wait a minute."

Her slender nails covered the screen, quickly typed a few words in the bullet chat box, and marked "color highlight", clicked send, and a string of words quickly appeared in the live broadcast room, Yue Shu took a closer look, wrote yes:

"Did the host write the name of the person you like?"

After waiting for a few seconds, the anchor who had been silent for a while suddenly spoke, and a cold and deep voice came from the microphone: "Yeah."

The live broadcast room exploded in an instant, and a series of barrages filled the screen:

"The anchor's first word today!"

"Is it really the name of someone you like??"

"No wonder you changed your nickname like that, so you have a girlfriend..."

"I want to see my girlfriend."

"+1"

"+10086"

……

Yue Shu was stunned, Ye Jingshuo has a girlfriend?Why doesn't he know!When did Ye Jingshuo start to engage in underground love affairs? ?

Perhaps it was because the doubts in his heart were too strong, he twisted his forehead more and more, blurted out after thinking about it, and asked in bewilderment, "He actually has a girlfriend?"

The little sister turned her head and explained patiently: "Didn't you see what I asked just now? It may not be a girlfriend, but it must be someone he likes."

... Ye Jingshuo has someone he likes?

A face flashed in his mind, and Yue Shu suddenly realized, Liang Xiyao!

Ye Jingshuo like this...even if it is a public declaration of love, now this software is so popular, even the supermarket cash register is looking at it, let alone those idle young girls in the university.

There was an indescribable feeling in Yue Shu's heart, and he didn't know whether it was gratification or discomfort. Logically speaking, it was a good thing that Ye Jingshuo liked Liang Xiyao. Although Liang Xiyao was interested in him, it could not destroy him and Ye Jingshuo. What should the two brothers do with each other.

At the same time, Yue Shu moved his head closer, his gaze fixed on the screen, and fixed on the trembling left hand that was about to write.

Ye Jingshuo is not a left-hander, the brush trembles before it touches the paper, like a newborn deer, it is trembling from the laughter of the young lady next to it, Yue Shuqian smiled, his attention has long been lost here .

He wanted to know what Ye Jingshuo was going to write.

Ye Jingshuo finally wrote down the pen, just as the tip of the brush touched the rice paper, a little ink splashed out and landed on the clean white paper. Ye Jingshuo was not affected by it, and the pen moved down firmly, writing erratically and erratically.

Yue Shu's breathing was a little stagnant, watching Ye Jingshuo continue to move.

Horizontal, horizontal, vertical, vertical, horizontal fold, horizontal...

The outline of the font came out roughly. Although the brush and ink were blurred, it was vaguely recognizable. It was the word "She".

Yue Shu pursed his lips, stared at the screen in a daze, unconsciously clenched his fists clenched on the railing, and his palms were sweaty.

In the camera, the tip of Ye Jingshuo's brush paused for a moment, and then the barrel of the brush turned in the air. The blackened end of the brush was thrown into a clear water bottle, shaken, and the ink quickly smeared in the water, soaking the body of the bottle black.

In the camera, the unfinished words on the rice paper trembled suddenly, the paper was picked up and piled aside, the field of view of the camera changed accordingly, the live broadcast room was suddenly dark, and it returned to the standby interface.

"Ah——" the young lady cried out regretfully, "Today is so short, it ended just like that, I haven't finished writing yet..."

Yue Shu's face was pale and pale, his thin lips were pursed into a sad line, his eyes were still staring at the screen, as if in a daze.

"Hey? What are you thinking about?" The young lady shook her hand in front of Yue Shu's eyes, and the phone was returned to her pocket.

"Ah, it's nothing." Yue Shu nodded in thanks: "Thank you for lending me a look."

The young lady said boldly: "Hey, what is this, you're welcome."

After Yue Shu said goodbye to her, he was carrying heavy things in his hands, and his pace was much slower than usual.

The street lamps in the campus stretched his shadow long, the moonlight was silent, and there was no sound along the way. Occasionally, couples walked in front of each other holding hands. Yue Shu looked at his lonely shadow, following each step.

After entering the room, Yue Shu put both hands full of supplements and food on Ye Jingshuo's table. Under the surprised gaze of that person, Yue Shu said nothing, went to bed early, and looked at the ceiling.

The remaining three showed surprise on their faces, feeling that Yue Shu was unusual tonight, he didn't wash his face and brush his teeth before going to bed, and talked less as usual, a little listless.

……

In the middle of the night, Yue Shu stared at Ye Jingshuo's bed and stayed up all night.

Has he been spotted...

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